𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 // 𝗖.𝗙

𝓢𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵

*song is for later, talk about r*pe and SA*

"YOU ARE absolutely beautiful," Jordan, or at least that's what Sylvia thinks his name is, says. His gaze on Sylvia, who sat beside him on a weathered log, the crackling fire casting flickering shadows across their faces.

Sylvia rolls her eyes, taking a long sip of her beer, the cool liquid refreshing against the heat of the flames.

"You've said that over twenty times since we started talking." She replies, her tone dripping with boredom.

It felt like his eyes were glued to her, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something else was brewing in the air.

"Well, it's tr—.""

"Let go, Steven!" The sudden shout of her sister's voice cut through the night, snapping Sylvia's attention away from Jordan. She looked up just in time to see her sister, Belly, stumble as Steven yanked her arm. "Belly!"

Without a second thought, Sylvia jumps to her feet, ignoring the protests from the guy beside her. She rushes over to where Steven was still gripping Belly's arm. "Let her go, right now, Steven."

"But she's not even sup—."

"I said to let her go right now." Sylvia's tone left no room for argument. "You just freaking embarrassed her, and that's no way to treat your sister. I'm not gonna ask you to let go of her again."

With a frustrated sigh, Steven reluctantly releases Belly, who quickly moved to her sister's side. Sylvia points towards Shayla, who was watching the scene unfold. "Now go back to her. Walk away."

"But she's not supposed to be her."
Steven protests, his defiance clear.

"I understand that, but now go." Sylvia gave him a gentle push towards Shayla. "Take him away, please."

"Um, okay." Shayla says, her voice uncertain as she grabbed Steven's arm and led him away.

Turning back to Belly, Sylvia asks, "What are you doing here?"

But her sister didn't respond; instead, her gaze was fixed on something behind Sylvia.

Curious, Sylvia turns to see Beau and Jeremiah lost in their own world, completely engrossed in each other as they kissed passionately.

A laugh escaped Sylvia's lips, the surprise and joy bubbling up. "Oh my god. He actually did it."

"He did, didn't he?" Belly mumbles softly, a bittersweet smile creeping onto her face as she watched the scene unfold.

"Yeah, Beau!" Sylvia cheers, raising her arms in celebration. Beau glances over, giving her a thumbs up, which made her laugh even harder. Turning back to Belly, she adds. "Have fun, okay? I'm not gonna stand over your shoulder or anything. Just don't drink, please."

"I promise." Belly replies, a genuine smile lighting up her face.

Sylvia felt her heart swell with affection as she leaned down to kiss her sister's forehead, feeling the warmth of their bond before she turns to walk away, ready to let Belly enjoy her night.

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"Come on, just one kiss." Jordan whispers, his breath hot against Sylvia's cheek as he leaned in, eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and entitlement.

"Um, no." Sylvia shot back, pushing him away, her heart racing. "I told you to leave me alone already, so can you listen and just walk away?"